7/8/17

MUST READ - TOP FAVORITE - RECOMMENDATION + PRE-ORDER ALERT: THE DARKEST SUNRISE BY ALY MARTINEZ!!

THIS FREAKING BOOK. You guys, YOU NEED THIS. Seriously! It has rocked my entire world. The emotional intensity of this story is OUT OF CONTROL AMAZING. It's WOW.  Unputdownable, unforgettable, downright addicting. I can't say enough great things. And right now it's on PRE-ORDER for 0.99! 

NINETY-NINE FREAKING CENTS.
That's ridiculous. GET IT. It's going up to $3.99 on Release Day!

And PS: this is the first book in a duet. The sequel - The Brightest Sunset - is being release 7/27! Just TWO weeks after this!! 

PURCHASE BK 1 (THE DARKEST SUNRISE - ONLY 0.99) HERE:
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GUYS:: UPDATE:
BOOK 2 - THE BRIGHTEST SUNSET - is also AVAILABLE for Pre-Order!
PURCHASE BK 2 (THE DARKEST SUNSET) HERE:
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SYNOPSIS:
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Whoever coined that phrase is a bald-faced liar. Words are often the sharpest weapon of all, triggering some of the most powerful emotions a human can experience.
“You’re pregnant.”
“It’s a boy.”
“Your son needs a heart transplant.”
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Lies.
Syllables and letters may not be tangible, but they can still destroy your entire life faster than a bullet from a gun.
Two words—that was all it took to extinguish the sun from my sky.
“He’s gone.”
For ten years, the darkness consumed me.
In the end, it was four deep, gravelly words that gave me hope of another sunrise.
“Hi. I’m Porter Reese.”
PURCHASE HERE:

THIS IS THE CONCLUSION TO THE DUET AND
 IS ALSO NOW AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER!  

SYNOPSIS:
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
Lies.
Words destroyed me.
“I’m sorry. She didn’t make it.”
“Daddy, he can’t breathe!”
“There’s nothing more we can do for your son.”
Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never harm me.
More lies.
Those syllables and letters became my executioner. I told myself that, if I didn’t acknowledge the pain and the fear, they would have no power over me. But, as the years passed, the hate and the anger left behind began to control me.
Two words—that was all it took to plunge my life into darkness.
“He’s gone.”
In the end, it was four soft, silky words that gave me hope of another sunrise.
“Hi. I’m Charlotte Mills.”
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